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Yo!! If you've learned anything from my Talkin' Shop posts (click for a direct link to all of my prior TS posts!) you'll know that I love to fill you in on the side of labor and delivery most people don't see, or, heck, even know exists. This, my friends...is a "What NOT to Do" post. Listen up. You hear me? ARE YOU LISTENING???? Okay then. Now that I have your attention... First things first, do NOT, whatever you do, miss out on ENJOYING your birth! Try not to get caught up in worry and fear of the unknown...birthing a babe is the most amazing thing in the whole world, do NOT let anything overshadow that. Next, do NOT forget to brush your teeth. Many, many times during labor. Or, at the very least, suck on a mint. Just don't choke on it...there's too much paper work involved in that sort of thing. Try not, if you can at all help it, to name your sweet, lovely, unborn, unsuspecting newborn: "Vitamin". Please. Just...well, just please. Remember, do NO…

So as not to cause you undue worry and concern, I'm giving you an update on my concussion boy. Oh, wait...you had no idea of the concussion saga? Well then, apparently you need to follow me on Twitter. ;) It's kind of a long story...so I'll try not to be too wordy. Ahem...here goes: Friday night, my boy complains of a headache. Saturday morning he wakes up early (and by early I mean, I wasn't awake when he left at the God awful hour of 6 am...I mean who invented 6 am anyway?! I hear by call to abolish 6am...any 'yays'?) and leaves to go to a football game.

I pick him up from said football game when the bus delivered him to the high school at 3 pm. He was quiet, droopy, and smelly. Not talkative, at all, but that's not overly unusual for him. We drop off his friend, and The Pal tells me he feels wonky and that he took a "helmet to helmet" hit at the game. Being he looks so punk, I feel his forehead and lo and behold...he's warm! We get home and take …

An escapee mouse: (PS...hairy stuff is not from mouse, it is from the bottom of the couch. Don't ask.)

And a boogery, sneezy, cranky, sweaty, tired mama: Image unavailable.I did not want to be responsiblefor the peeing in of pants and/orthe possibility ofcomputer monitor breakage.You're welcome. Please send help. And a bottle of wine Zyrtec.

Hello, friends. This is Mama M., reporting live from the "Epic Allergy Attack of 2010". *ACHHHOOOOOO! Please excuse me, if I sneeze. *ACHHHOOOOO! Currently, I'm wondering where a body metabolizes Zyrtec, 'cuz I'm thinking that maybe if I take the whole bottle, then, perhaps, I'll be able to stop this sneezing and sniffling and red runny eye business I've got goin' on. And, I'm sort of at the point where I'm thinking that the risk of needing, say, a liver transplant would be worth a little relief from this. I kid. Sort of. I've taken to wearing my N95 mask from work and a space suit when I go outside. Yes, I may look funny, but I'll do what it takes to prevent that damn pollen from getting near me. In fact, speaking of space...maybe I'll move. To Mars. I hear there are no trees there. Or grass. Or ragweed or goldenrod or whateverthehell it is that is making me sneeze 8,936,173 times a day. Ack! I'm sorry for whining...I'm not usu…

And...ah...you know, in case I haven't mentioned it yet...it's the last day to vote for my video submission on YouTube! Ack!! I'm a bundle of nerves...it is SUCH a close race...so, pretty pretty please, vote for me?! I can not believe that we are in our last weeks of "summer"...in quotes, 'cuz I always feel like summer ends when school begins...even tho' "technically" it doesn't! Makes me wanna cry just a little bit. I don't like summer to end. :( The Mr. and I went to a political...er...event (?) last night, and I'm afraid a fire has been lit under his back side. Friends...I am sooooo not cut out to be a politician's wife. I will have to go to some sort of "finishing school" for political wives or something, if he should ever run for office. Heaven help us all (from me, not him. He'd be great. Me...not so much.). Anywho, onto Five Question Friday!! Rul…

Hey friends! I can't believe it's Thursday already! And you know what that means?

Tomorrow is FRIDAY!!! (Bet you didn't see that one coming!) But...tomorrow isn't just ANY old Friday...it's also the LAST day for "Liking" my YouTube video for the Tasteful Selections contest I'm in! I could really use your votes...it's a close race! Here is the link (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TAEJkXhGFjw) for the video, and remember...you need to be signed into YouTube in order for your "Like" to count! You guys are the greatest! And, thanks for helping me out on this one! Alright...well, it's time for the Thursday Night Sneak Peek for Five Question Friday! This post is your chance to get the questions ahead of time and get your post all ready to link up when I post the linky on Friday morning! Rules for 5QF: Copy and paste the following questions to your blog post, answer them, then go to YouTube to vote for my video. (I kid. I KID!! Well, I mean, I …

About Me

As a thirtysomething mother of five, wife to Mr. Wonderful (does that make me Mrs. Wonderful by default?), I try to enjoy life to the fullest and appreciate every day. I'm proud that I define myself as a mother and a wife and that my career (I moonlight as a nurse) allows me to prioritize my life this way! I'll admit, mothering 5 is a challege, but the joy that it brings is worth all the heartache, chaos, stress and tears!!

Mr. Wonderful

My hunka hunka burnin' love!! Mr. Wonderful is "Most Likely to be Voted Husband of the Year". Seriously...the guy's amazing. He has an amazing work ethic, treats me like a queen and cherishes his children. He knows how I like my coffee and rarely balks when I need some girl time. He is an amazing man...and I am one lucky woman to have him!

The Pal

Our oldest child, "The Pal" has turned out to be a pretty amazing young man. Currently in college...GAH, COLLEGE!!! (how did this happen?!), he is his littlest sister's hero and makes his mama proud.

The Belle

E-Dubya (or E.W.)

Our second son, this boy fiercely loves his mama, is tender hearted, has the most amazing infectious laugh, is a hard worker, and an even harder player!

Hambone

Our "baby boy", Hambone is goofy, sometimes aloof, entirely his own person, and a miniature copy of his dad. His one-liners leave us laughing non stop. Comedic relief...at it's cutest!

Baby Girl

Our babe, she is a force to be reckoned with! So unlike her brothers and sister, she is incredibly strong willed, independent, and stubborn. She loves to check the cows with daddy and loathes shopping with her mama. She will most likely be found with a dirty face and sticky hair...